Mozambique is Burning

After exiting the eastern border of Zimbabwe into Mozambique you traverse different landscapes from mountainous forest to woodland and then the open marshlands near the ocean. Here I had stopped to have a cup of condensed milk tea, as one does when the clock has stopped. Distant clouds of smoke rose in the sky. I wondered if it were perhaps the classroom left behind me, forgetting to turn the kids off for the holidays, or the world I was moving toward. It made sense to just sit in the sand and enjoy the colours of the day.